After drinking the water, Cheng Ling felt a little more comfortable, he leaned on his father, his eyes opened slightly, and he looked at the girl in front of him wiping the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, not knowing what he was thinking.

Soon arrived at the hospital, Cheng Ling was sent to the emergency room.

Several people breathed a sigh of relief, and Yu's father, as Cheng Ling's uncle, walked up to Zhou Xiqin and the brothers to thank them.

Zhou Xiqin frowned indifferently, and just said "no thanks", Zhou Lukai didn't care, walked up to Zhang Qing and grabbed her and spoke.

"When did you come to Beijing, and why didn't you tell me when you came?"

Zhang Qing remembered the letter from Zhou Lukai inviting him to come to Beijing to play, and remembered the phone call he had made, pursed his lips and smiled: "I was going to tell you when I came, but I haven't had time to ...... just now."

"Why is it too late, you're playing with someone else!" the boy glared at her with wide, watery eyes, and his voice was accusatory and a hint of grievance.

"Are you not going to tell me at all?"

Zhang Qing's smile froze.

"Aru. The young man with cold eyebrows and eyes and a noble temperament spoke quietly, "It's time for us to go back." ”

"Brother, wait a minute, I'll ......" Zhou Lukai turned around, his expression a little stubborn.

"Ah Lu," the young man looked a little helpless, and his eyes skimmed over Zhang Qing, "Your friend is inconvenient now, if you have anything to say, let's talk about it later." ”

Zhang Qing glanced at him, and then looked at Zhou Lukai, who was younger than him next year, but his tone was older than him: "You go back first, your brother is waiting for you, I live in the teacher's house now, you know the number, wait for you to call me." ”

"Okay then," Zhou Lukai said in a lost tone, raised his head again and admonished, "I'll call you tonight, don't forget." ”

"Well, got it. ”

Watching the boy follow his brother out, Zhang Qing lowered his eyes.

It seems that Zhou Lukai really doesn't know anything about his mother's attitude.

Zhang Qing, who lowered her head, didn't notice that the young man who had already walked out looked back at her again, and he didn't know what flashed in his eyes.

Seeing that Zhang Qing's friend was gone, Yu Chunxiao walked over and held Zhang Qing's hand: "Are they your friends?"

"Huh?" Zhang Qing came back to her senses, "Oh, that brother is my friend, and I don't know his brother." ”

"Oh......" Yu Chunxiao looked at Zhang Qing strangely, although the young man just now was not obvious, his eyes fell on Zhang Qing several times, it turned out that the two didn't know each other?

She thought they were all friends!

The boy looked about the same age as her, but there was a calm and indifference in his gestures, which felt out of his age.

This feeling...... Yes, she has only seen it in Zhang Qing, and there is a kind of calmness and calmness beyond their own age.

He casually stopped there, which was impossible to ignore, but it was faintly unapproachable.

This is different from Zhang Qing, although Zhang Qing sometimes seems cold and unapproachable, but only when you get acquainted with her will you find that she is a warm-hearted and kind girl.

is like Cheng Ling, who often can't get along with Zhang Qing, but when something happens, Zhang Qing takes care of him better than his cousin.

She has to talk about Cheng Ling when she turns around, and she can't get along with Zhang Qing anymore.

The doctor soon came out and asked Yu's father to pay the consultation fee: "The child has a little concussion, and he will be hospitalized for two days, and you will go through the hospitalization procedures for him." ”

Yu Chunxiao and Zhang Qing hurriedly went in to see Cheng Ling.

He had stitches on his forehead, which had been bandaged by this time, and there were some abrasions elsewhere on his face, but they were nothing compared to the wound on his forehead.

He was lying on the hospital bed at this time, his face was pale, his expression was a little weak, and when he heard the movement, he reluctantly opened his eyes and looked.

"Are you feeling better?" Yu Chunxiao sat next to him and asked.

Cheng Ling pursed his lips and did not answer.

"Don't talk to him yet," Zhang Qing looked at him and felt that he was a little pitiful, "Let him rest first, I'll go buy him some porridge to drink and replenish some strength." ”

It happened that Yu's father came in after completing the formalities, and when he heard this, he hurriedly said, "I'll go." So saying, he turned and walked away.

"Alas," Yu Chunxiao sighed, "I originally came to Beijing to have a good time, who wants to ......"

She had the heart to complain about Cheng Ling, but seeing him like this, she had to swallow the words again.

"It's okay, I'll talk about it later. Zhang Qing comforted her for a few words, and then looked at Cheng Ling, "Don't worry, the child recovers quickly and will get better soon, but it will hurt a little when the anesthetic effect passes, so you can bear with it then." ”

She looked at Cheng Ling's expression again: "You really want to cry...... Then it's better not to cry, it's not good for the wound, manly man, be strong, huh?"

Yu Chunxiao: "......" inexplicably thinks that Zhang Qing is coaxing her little cousin as a child, what's going on?

She shook her head and threw this feeling out of her head, how could it be, obviously the two were the same age, Zhang Qing was too sensible to give her this illusion!

Well, it must be!

However, the little cousin was so seriously injured this time that she didn't cry from beginning to end, which really surprised her.

Thinking of this, when I looked up at my little cousin's expression, I saw that there seemed to be tears in his eyes, Yu Chunxiao hurriedly spoke: "It's okay, my cousin is the bravest, when you get better, let's go to Beijing together!"

Hey, it seems that she was infected by Zhang Qing, why did she use this tone of coaxing children?

Well, but my cousin is only eight years old, so he's barely a child.

When his father came back, he asked Cheng Ling to lean on the pillow, drank some millet porridge, and said that he would let him sleep.

Seeing that Cheng Ling was asleep, Zhang Qing looked at the time and said goodbye: "I'll go back first, and I'll come to see Cheng Ling tomorrow." ”

"Don't bother," after a few days of contact, Yu's father had a very good impression of Zhang Qing, and he was also very relieved that his daughter would make friends with such a girl, "Cheng Ling is not a big problem, and we should go back when we are hospitalized for observation for two days, and there is nothing to do." ”

Cheng Ling is like this, and he can't continue to play, and this trip to Beijing is in vain.

"It's not troublesome, the food outside is not very good, wait until I bring some food from home tomorrow." Zhang Qing's tone of voice always gives people a feeling, as if she is not facing a half-old child, but a gentle and polite adult.

Father Yu had such a feeling at this time, and he felt a little strange in his heart, and he didn't have time to say another word of refusal for a while.

When Zhang Qing left, he came back to his senses, looked at his daughter, and sighed slightly: "This friend you made will not be easy in the future!"

"Dad, you said Zhang Qing?" Yu Chunxiao smiled, "Grandpa also said so, but she is not simple now." ”

Yu Chunxiao told her father about Zhang Qing's awesomeness in a show-off tone, and while listening to Yu's father's amazement, he was a little funny: "Chunxiao, the little girl is so powerful at such a young age, you have to learn more from others." ”